"Rolling Stones" lyrics
"Rolling Stones"
When your mouth is as big as the Rolling Stones
And your self-control, a relative unknown
And you can cut holes into everyone
Or you can just shoot hoops through the summer sun
I know you paid for the room with a view
But got one that pointed at you
So when you skip to the front of the queue
You can tell them that this one's for you
Yeah, tell them that this one's for you
I know people think your mind is a ski resort
But the art of deception is a contact sport
So if you wanna make amends then you make a list
You don't draw blanks on the back of your fist
In the restaurant at the top of your ivory tower
Where the room stopped turning just to save on power
But if you ask her politely enough
Or you kick up enough of a fuss
Then the world might revolve around us
Yeah, the world should revolve around us
And if there's no reservation for two
But the hostess is someone you knew
Then skip to the front of the queue
And tell them that this one's for you
Go tell them that this one's for you
But when I float to the top, it's on a lucky guess
But I only go fishing for negative press
'Cause I've been to the bottom and the bottom is frayed
But the easy way out ain't tailor-made
And I've been to the bottom with you
Where we just do what we want to do
So let's skip to the front of the queue
And tell them that this one's for you
We'll tell them that this one's for you
Writer(s): Arni Hjorvar Arnason, Freddie Clayton Cowan, Justin James Hayward-young, Tim Lanham, Yoann Intonti
- AZLyrics
- V
- The Vaccines Lyrics
album:
"Combat Sports" (2018)
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